“The Safari Zone is one of the largest Pokémon settlements in the region, home to both anthro and feral Pokémon. Now can anyone tell me when this was founded?” Sebastian was listening to the peppy tour guide. He, just like all the other cubs, was searching the tall grass for any sign of Pokémon. “Now, we won’t be able to see any anthro Pokémon today, but if we’re lucky, we might see some wild Pokémon. Now if we make our way in this-” The kangaroo cub zoned out at this point, so engulfed in his search. When he had finally realized it was time to move on with the group, he didn’t realize the eyes following him. Nor did he have time to react when strange ribbon-like tendrils wrapped around his body and pulled him deeper into the tall grass.
When Sebastian awoke, it was in a hut made of plants and sticks. Despite it’s rustic appearance, it was clearly made by someone with immense carpentry skills. But that was the furthest thing from the young mammal’s mind as he discovered two things. One, that he was completely naked. And two, that he was bound in some strange rubber-like bindings. They were white, light blue, and pink, not too unlike the roo’s color palette. But despite their dainty appearance, they would not break. No matter how much he twisted and struggled, escape was out of the cub’s reach. The bound child would have further attempted his pointless endeavor, but was interrupted but the presence of another in the small hut. “Glad to see you’re up, now we can get started.”
“W-where am I?” Sebastian stared at the figure before him, hoping to find some answers or better yet, a means of ending this horrible experience. They weren’t very tall for an adult and they were in no way muscular. They were a slim and rather feminine looking Pokémorph, but their apparent nudity revealed them to very much be male. It took the roo a couple minutes to recognize, but the Pokémon before was a Sylveon. “Your new home, of course. This is where you're going to live for a very long time.” As the Fairy Type approached him, the scared cub tried backing away even though they knew it was hopeless. The much larger Pokémorph grabbed hold of the frightened child and began to caress his younger body. He could feel the tender touch of his captor’s experienced hands making their way through his fur and the delicate teasing and constriction of his ribbon-feelers. He felt a digit just ever so slightly touch his young nipple and let out a small yelp. “Oh, did I find a sensitive spot?” The Sylveon made sure to give extra attention to his nipples with those nimble feelers of his, while his hands moved down to rubbing his crotch while simultaneously fingering that untouched pucker beneath the roo’s tail. Sebastian was slowly becoming a panting mess, still resisting but unable to deny the pleasure he was in. But just as he thought it couldn’t get worse, he began to feel some strange pressure build in his member, currently being played with by his effeminate kidnapper. “Oh, are you ready to shoot your load little cub? Are you ready to feel that sweet release?” Would the kit had given an answer, had he not been reduced to mumbling as the young mammal tried to understand what was happening? Regardless of his response, Sylveon appeared to already possess the answer and it seemed his was the only choice that mattered in this situation. He let go of the cub, halting his sensuous touching and made his way to the other end of the hut. Sebastian collapsed, feeling just barely returning to his appendages. He lifted his head to watch as the Pokémon dumped the contents of some unseen container onto his body, and that's when things turned really weird.
The strange stuff felt like slime, it clung to his fur. But as the feeling of the riveting experience with the Pokémorph began to fade, it was replaced with a weird tingling sensation. Sebastian tried to flail around and batting at his sides, mistaking it for an insect crawling on him, before he realized just how far the goop had spread. Soon, it was covering all across his body. The feel of it enveloping his crotch was so intense, the roo fell to his knees. He would have gotten up again, but the goop began to both probe his anus and it was forming restraints around his arms and legs. Soon it was encasing his head; Sebastian gave one last gasp of air as the substance closed around him. It had only lasted around three seconds, but those three second were the most uncomfortable moments he had yet experienced. It was as if the rubbery material was forcefully pushing into every orifice and flooding the cub’s body entirely. When the child awoke from that traumatizing sensation, he noticed how strange his body had become. He could only look down a bit, something was keeping his head from fully looking down. What he could see was his body completely covered in a strange, rubbery, and especially pink suit, if it could even begin to call it that. To the encased child, the rubber covering him showed no sign of where it separated from his skin. His arms and legs were stuck together so he could only use his elbows and knees. “Aww, is my sissy toy awake now. I was worried that you passed out. Now that you're up, time to get you fully dressed.” He barely saw as the Sylveon picked him up and stuffed him in a dark duffle bag.
The bag was as it stated before, very dark. And it was filled with strange things. Regardless of what they were supposed to be, they were poking him. And the bag swinged back and forth constantly, as the Pokémorph carrying it excitedly made his way to whatever cruel destination he had planned for the cub. When they finally stopped, Sebastian was ready to be able to move again. That is until they remembered their predicament. “Banette, we’re here.” The hut they were in now was similar in structure to the Sylveon’s but it was more cluttered with strange toys and other things. In fact, calling it a hut was limiting. It was more like a small, cluttered shop. The roo heard a clattering noise and saw a Ghost Pokémon enter from the back, past some scattered messes. “What? Who is it? Oh, just you Sylv, what do you want?” “Look who I brought?” The doll-like Pokémon looked at Sylveon, then at Sebastian and an eerie grin spread across their face. “Ooh, is this the new toy you told me about?” “Yup. He was just too cute to leave alone so I snatched him up when no one was looking and took him home.” “Well I can see what you mean, he’s certainly cute. And I’m glad that stuff worked like a charm.” “Me too, or else I sucked off all those Poison types for nothing.” “Not that you were complaining. Now then, time to finish up the toy and make him presentable.” The Fairy Pokémorph handed the cub off to the Ghost, who placed him on his back on a table. He felt the encasing rubber begin to ripple and shift as the Banette’s hands began to mold it further. The substance’s color changed in hue, the colors now reflecting that of Sylveon. He felt the constraints around his tail begin to squeeze his appendage tightly in an attempt to make it smaller. “The tail’s pretty large for a cub, but that’s to be expected of a roo. You sure you want him to be a Sylveon, a Vaporeon would look more convincing.” “No, he’s my Sylveon baby of course!” “If you say so.” The roo’s tail stretched and became folded into the rubber. The same process began to occur around his arms and legs. He was glad for the chance to stretch before the tight rubber constricted his limbs in a way that prevented him from ever standing on his back legs. He was stuck on all fours, but it didn’t stop there. The holes keeping his mouth and anus open to the world morphed as well, becoming ribbed and feeling oddly flexible. “I feel that not only will this increase customer pleasure, but also help with large insertions.” “Good to know, the chief okayed this as long as he gets to be the first to break him in.” “The chief? You sure he’s ready for something that big?” “Please, I’ve been taking larger since I was his age.” “Fair enough. Welp, he should be ready. I’ll take my payment and ask that you give me a turn.” “Not yet, but I’ll put you down.” And with that, Sebastian went back into the duffel bag.
The journey was shorter this time around, only a few minutes before he saw sunlight again. This time they were outside a large house decorated to look like a black and white Pokémon’s head. “Hey chief. You in there?” Sylveon banged on the door until a tall Pokémorph opened it. The cub’s Pokémon knowledge was limited but he could tell that the large ursine Pokémorph had to be Pangoro. He was tall and very buff, no surprise that he’s the chief. “I thought I told you not to come during the day?” “Aww, but I brought someone special to play with.” Pangoro’s eyes trailed down the Fairy type’s body until he locked on to the roo. “Already? Whatever, get inside before someone sees you.” The Fighting/Dark Pokémorph gave an angry growl, but nevertheless invited the kidnapped cub and his captor indoors. The hut was larger, had more furniture and even had separate rooms. The host led his guests into a large room at the back of the house/hut. It wasn’t very impressive, mostly open space. “So, you want to pay upfront or do you want to have your fun first?” “I’ll take him now and I won’t point the rangers in your direction when they come looking for your new source of income.” “C’mon Pan, you don’t need to say such things. Your approval is enough.” “Heh, whatever.” Sebastian was handed off to the larger Pokémon and was immediately placed on the floor. The Pangoro began to fondle the cub’s body, but in a less playful way from Sylveon’s. The inspecting hands made their way to his rear, they proceeded to caress his ass cheeks and gently finger his exposed hole. “Is he broken in yet?” “The deal was you get him first.” “Good. Can he take it?” “Banette works miracles. I don’t ask for details, but he’ll be able to take it. I was younger than him when I first took you, wasn’t I.” The Dark type didn’t respond, as he was too fixated on the texture of the rubber-bound child in his hands. “Whatever. Now, are you going to leave or do you like watching your clients?” “Fine, don’t be too rough and have him out in an hour.” And with that, The Fairy Pokémon left and the roo was left alone with the much larger bear Pokémon.
Pangoro wasted no time shoving his fat dick into Sebastian’s ass. The pain of it was so intense the boy almost passed out but the Pokémorph didn’t care. It was tight at first, but the repeating motions of the Fighting Type became fluid with each thrust. The roo wished for this moment to be over, tears running down his latex-covered face. But what made it worse was how distant the session was, his body only being used as a means. He felt no gentle playing or caressing like with his captor. That and how his crotch was alight with a strange warm and tingling sensation just like when he was first touched down there. But the rubber bulge pressed tightly to his minuscule member, leaving the child denied release. But release would soon come as the adult’s motions became slower and more forceful. With a few powerful thrusts deep into his rectum, Pangoro soon spilt his seed into the kidnapped child. “Ahh, that’s the best ass I’ve had in a long while. But now my tool needs cleaning.” Sebastian found himself forcefully removed from his rapist’s cock, turned around, and his mouth pressed back down onto it. The rubber-kangaroo tried to pull away, but Pangoro’s hands and the design of the suit made it close around the strange man’s member. Sebastian was forced to feel the cock push into the back of his mouth and down his throat, coating his mouth with the disgusting flavor of another man’s cum. After a few minutes, his assailant found himself satisfied and removed the poor child from his tool. The cub was picked up and carried to outside of the room where Sylveon sat waiting. “Already? But you still had another half an hour?” “Well, I’d rather not have rumors spread. And the longer you stick around the more people will think I like having a faggot in my house.” Sylveon looked like he wanted to say something, but just put on his biggest smile and placed the roo back in the duffel bag as he headed out the door.
Sebastian was back at the first hut again. “Sorry about Gory, he’s not too nice when it comes to business. But everyone and their mothers know about his love of fucking cute boys like yourself. In fact, he was one of my first when I started out. Made me the slut I am today, certainly stretched me out further than my other clients.” The cub didn’t pay much attention to his captor. The reality of his position and subsequent feeling of helplessness began to weigh down on the boy. “Aww, is my baby feeling sore from his first cock? Or perhaps are you hungry? Well regardless, I’ve got the cure for both.” Sebastian found himself stuck on his back again as the Pokémorph made his way to get something from the background. He came back holding what appeared to be a baby bottle. “I had a special mix of berries and ‘milk’ made for you while you were asleep. Now, open up.” This was the final straw, he was not going to be fed like some helpless baby. He tried to kick it away with his latex-clad limbs, but the adult Sylveon was much stronger and faster and the bottle made its way into his permanently open mouth. The food wasn’t all that bad actually. A mix of sweet and savory, with a familiar hint of salty. When the cub realized the nature of that hidden taste, he tried to spit it out and slightly choked on his food. “Oops, had a little spit-up. Best part about this suit is that it cleans itself. Cum, food, even waste. You won’t ever need to relieve yourself every that way again. And it slows your cell growth to a decimal, keeping you a cub and small forever.” Really, that’s actually really convi...WAIT WHAT WAS THAT LAST PART!? “Yup, means I can put this in you and I never have to clean it.” Sebastian’s eyes widened at the sight of one very large dildo. Despite knowing its futility, he gave one last struggle against the sex toy being shoved up his rectum. The rubber toy lacked the previous insertion’s girth, but made up for it in length. “It hurts doesn’t it? It hurts but then it gets better. You might even enjoy it.” When he spoke, the Fairy Pokémon’s eyes flashed with something. A trace of genuine emotion behind that smile. Something faint. It seemed…sad and gentle. Almost…lonely. But it went away as fast as it came and the regular Sylveon returned. “Oh, I forgot this one special feature.” He proceeded to grope the cub’s encased member and the rubber bulge began to vibrate. The roo convulsed with pleasure and agony of the combined assault of the dildo, vibrating bulge, and Sylveon’s sensual touching. Again the pressure in his crotch began to build, but it was different. It felt as if it reached the limit, but it didn’t seem to be able to find some form of release. His member twitched underneath the rubber bulge and found no means to end it’s torment. This continued for several minutes until a knock at the hut’s door halted Sylveon’s teasing, leaving the cub both relieved yet unsatisfied.
Soon two Pokémon entered, a Luxray and a Typhlosion. “Is this him?” “Yup, just broken in by the chief this morning. I thought of giving him the rest of the day to adjust, but his stamina surprised me.” “Yeah whatever, I call that ass.” The Electric Pokémorph made his way behind the roo while the Fire Type positioned himself in front. “Fine by me, that mouth looks just as tight.” “As I said before, it accommodates all sizes.” The cub barely had a moment to react before the two Pokémons’ cocks were thrusted into his fixed holes. The Luxray’s cock was barbed, something that Sebastian could still feel under all that rubber. But Typhlosion’s tool outmatched him in size and length and was incredibly warm. They tightly compressed his body before settling into a rhythm that made the session slightly more tolerable. He tried to move and found himself paralyized, no doubt by the Electric Type. This continued until their pace increased and became more forceful. But to be honest, the child was too lost in the sensations to pay full attention. He was kicked out of this stupor by the synchronized climaxes and the seed flooded his openings. The two Pokémon pulled out, talked with the Fairy Type, and left the hut as the latex kangaroo collapsed. “Sorry, probably should have fed you some Cheri Berries. Sex tip No. 2, most Electric Types paralyze their prey or partners during intercourse if they aren’t resistant.” Sylveon then moved down next to the panting boy and hugged him tenderly, an unexpected show of affection. It wasn’t long before the exhaustion of the day’s events struck Sebastian and he soon fell asleep in his captor’s arms.
The following days followed a similar pattern. Wake up, get feed, teasing and prep before the clients came, often a dozen a day, before rest and care. Sometimes he got a day off, either to be walked, examined by Bannette, or for more strange care from Sylveon. The roo discovered more about Pokémon through his continued use as a sex toy. Fire Type cock was warm as a heater, Ice Types are like an ice cube, Water Types release excessive amounts of fluid, Rock and Steel Types thrust like jackhammers, Fighting and Dark Types are always rough during sex, Bug Types are always sticky, Grass Types smell and taste the best, Poison Types smell and taste the worst and sometimes it stings, and although no one could really explain it, Ghost Types were by far the most terrifying. Many Pokémorphs came to use the kidnapped cub. Most were men, some were women, and even a few talkative ferals. Sylveon also pleased others, sometimes at the same time. But something they all shared was some strange distance between the villagers and both the marsupial and Eeveelution. Sex was simple, often quick, and there was none of his owner’s playful teasing. Sylveon surprisingly never actually fucked the cub, only teasing him with his touches and the vibrating bulge. Their moments weren’t especially long but Sylveon always possessed a certain gentleness. 
*three months later*
“And you're sure you haven’t seen anything?” The Equine officer asked the Ribbon Pokémorph. “I think I would have noticed a lost roo cub around here. You check with other villages?” “No luck so far. Let us know if you hear anything.” “Of course officer. And hey, if you aren’t busy I could help relieve some tensi-” Sebastian was mostly asleep, but even he could here the fist hit flesh. “Hands off faggot!” After the police horse left, Sylveon took a minute before making his way to the waking cub. “I won’t be surprised if he had some Poké-blood in him, I almost mistook that for Dynamic Punch.” The boy made his may onto his legs, something became easy after the first weeks, and began to nuzzle the Fairy Type. “Aww, I love you too kit. I’m fine for now, but I might close shop for today. Don’t want them to know the kid they’re looking for is the village’s favorite sex worker. Of course if he wasn’t such a prude, I bet that cop would take an hour with you in exchange for his silence.” Sebastian crawled into the lap of his owner and curled up in his embrace. “Bah, who needs him when I’ve got you to cheer me up.”